The Joy of Routines
Many of you may blink hearing me talk about finding joy in the routine in that I often rail against repetition in my life and how it leaves me feeling trapped. However, this week has been my first real week back at work, and it is amazing how much my life has reverted back to the routine I had at the end of last semester. I've done a bunch of much needed cleaning around the apartment; I've started cooking dinners for myself again; I've been going back to the gym regularly. After literally months of living off the cuff and having no or extremely minimal to the point of being inconsequential work schedule to organize my life around I let a lot of the little things fall by the wayside, and doing them again I am finding that I actually missed them.
Also, my 3rd grade class this year is new to me since 2nd graders don't take English. This is noteworthy because I had a 1st & 2nd grade after school class last year so the 2nd graders in that class are in my new 3rd grade classes now, and it has been really cool to see that the 3rd graders I do recognize from my after school program are reliably some of the better students in class. So I actually feel like I accomplished something for once and that I'm not just a bureaucratic monkey for the government to point at!
Also, my 3rd grade class this year is new to me since 2nd graders don't take English. This is noteworthy because I had a 1st & 2nd grade after school class last year so the 2nd graders in that class are in my new 3rd grade classes now, and it has been really cool to see that the 3rd graders I do recognize from my after school program are reliably some of the better students in class. So I actually feel like I accomplished something for once and that I'm not just a bureaucratic monkey for the government to point at!